"Just say it, Eden. I mean, you've been saying it for over a year
to all your buddies, so how about now? Project Arma. You think I was part of
the project. That I knowingly injected people with experimental drugs that
could kill them. That I killed tons of soldiers while figuring out the perfect
super soldier concoction. Getting close to you was part of my evil plan.
Tonight, I must have been meeting my partner to discuss how we were going to
trick you this time." Standing, Shylah crossed her arms. "Is that
correct? Did I sum up everything you believe about me, Eden?"
Pushing his chair back, Eden stood in front of
Shylah, towering over her. For the first time since she arrived in Marble
Falls, his size didn't intimidate her. There was nothing this man could do to
hurt her that was more painful than his low opinion.
"If you didn't hide things from me, I
wouldn't have to guess what the hell was going on."
Done with the conversation, Shylah marched to
the door and pulled it open. "Well, you guessed wrong."
Eden remained where he was for a moment,
leading Shylah to wonder if he would leave. She knew full well that if Eden
didn't want to go, then she wouldn't be able to force him. Then he started
moving toward the door. Shylah didn't know whether to be hurt or happy that he
was leaving.
"Did it ever occur to you that the thing
I'm hiding is to protect you? To protect us until I'm ready to share?"
Stopping in his tracks, Eden turned his head.
Some of the anger had faded, and resignation shined through. "There is no
us, Shylah. You've made damn sure of that."
Then he was gone.
Shutting the door behind him, Shylah leaned
against it and scrunched her eyes shut. The pain in her chest was crippling.
Was that true? Had she damaged them with her secrets to the point of no return?
She had believed that they were strong enough
to get through anything. Maybe they'd always been more fragile than she'd
thought.
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